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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:08 pm
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It was done, wasn't it.
Watching the arrow let fly, she allowed her emotions to swell up for once, a sad face showing through as the insanity-ridden form seemed to disparate in front of her eyes. She knew he'd be back, somewhere, but not if he would return to being Mengyao, or . . . this. It cut deep in to her that she couldn't help him. But, she knew that if she were to linger any further, she could be the next to be affected by . . . whatever was currently holding on to him.
Giving a long sigh, one that seemed to almost come from somewhere deep inside the woman, she sagged a little visibly, clothing tattered and blood starting to congeal a little on her cuts, one leg marred with the red of her own wound, she looked to Zhi, giving him a look she tried hard to muster.
"Come on, Zhi, I think we need a break." She stated to him, her voice no longer betraying her with emotion, before hobbling off the battle field, hoping to find some kind of help.
She needed to figure out what to do.
She was so tired.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 5:24 pm
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